This is a song about "Bling and ice and cash"

Got a black ice chain, and it'll make your mama shiver.

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

With shards of ice and glass

Baby got that super bass

Tryin' do right by you got me here

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Finest kush and ice, nigga we alright,

Parallel on the other side

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

Yeah, and i ain't saying that i'm nas here

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Starin at the wall, heard a scream